night tide recedes

The water in the pot has boiled, bubbling upwards.

"Cook the meat until it's half-baked before putting it down, otherwise the noodles will get mushy easily," Song Ran stirred the chicken breast in the pot, and threw the handmade noodles down. In a blink of an eye, seeing Shen Wenfei listening carefully, he continued, "The noodles are cooked for three minutes." It will be ready in 5 minutes, and you can fish it out with half a teaspoon of salt."

After returning home, Song Ran took out the ingredients from the refrigerator and taught Shen Wenfei how to cook noodles starting from the simplest.

He was still a little stuck in that hand holding hands, which seemed to still retain the warmth of Shen Wenfei's palm, when he was stirring the chopsticks, he looked at his fingers, and quietly tightened them.

Shen Wenfei didn't even know how to cook noodles, but he enjoyed getting along with Song Ran very much at this moment. He looked serious, like a studious student, looking at Song Ran's soft profile, and said, "Understood."

There is no air conditioner in the kitchen, and the fan is not turned on. Song Ran was sweating finely, and was about to find a tissue to wipe it off. Shen Wenfei was already one step ahead of him, and covered his forehead with the tissue. The paper quickly stuck. Shen Wenfei naturally Wipe away the sweat, then took the chopsticks from Song Ran's hand, smiled, "Go and rest, I will still make noodles."

Song Ran felt that it was getting hotter, as if a stove had started in his head, as if he was the one cooking in the boiling water, he said yes, and went to the living room to blow on the fan.

The air conditioner in the bedroom brought some coolness to the living room, Song Ran stood absent-mindedly in front of the fan, the cool wind made him a little dizzy, but in five or six days, he and Shen Wenfei seemed to have returned to their previous intimacy, But these intimate actions are different. Just a simple touch like holding hands and wiping sweat makes him throb.

"It's fine, Song Ran."

Hearing Shen Wenfei's voice, Song Ran touched his slightly hot face, and left in response.

The chicken breast noodles are scooped up and placed in two bowls, sprinkled with chopped green onion, it smells very fragrant, the marinated chicken has a light salty taste, it is tender and not firewood, and the handmade noodles are not soft or rotten just right , is the most simple, but warm home cooking.

The two of them were eating noodles quietly at first, until Shen Wenfei raised the topic and asked about Song Ran's work.

When it comes to fast food restaurants, Song Ran's expression became lively, "These days there are more customers than before, and we get along well with the aunts and cooks. The aunts are very nice and will tell me about their family affairs."

"What did that tell you?"

"An aunt's daughter just gave birth to a baby this year, and she is only four months old. When I saw the photos, her feet were not half the size of my palm, so cute.

Shen Wenfei stared at Song Ran's lively face, without taking his eyes off, "What else?"

"There is also an aunt whose son is going to get married in two months, and the aunt said to bring me wedding candy..." Song Ran said here, Shen Wangshan's words suddenly came to mind, he did not forget, Shen Wangshan said that he would Shen Wenfei went back on a blind date and got married. Will Shen Wenfei get married too?

The noodles in his mouth suddenly became tasteless.

Shen Wenfei noticed the change in Song Ran's mood. He was silent for a while, chewed and swallowed the chicken breast slowly, and said, "Didn't you have enough wedding candy at Qin Gu's place last time?"

Song Ran thought of the colorful wedding candy, which was so sweet that his teeth were a little greasy, but it was a symbol of evidence that the two were married, he smiled, "It seems that Qin Gu has been married for several months... "Shen Wenfei didn't speak, and slowly finished the noodles in the bowl, seeing that Song Ran had almost finished eating, he got up to clean up.

Song Ran was still thinking about Shen Wenfei's possible marriage, and thinking of their holding hands, she couldn't help feeling a little discouraged.

While thinking wildly, Shen Wenfei had already put the bowls and chopsticks into the sink, and the faucet was rushing to rinse the not-too-greasy bowl, Shen Wenfei's clear voice was mostly covered by the sound of water, but Song Ran still heard it.

"I won't get married."

Song Ran responded subconsciously, realizing what Shen Wenfei said, and stared blankly at the back of Shen Wenfei washing the dishes.

There was only the sound of water flowing in the room for a while, but Song Ran heard his own heartbeat beating like a drum. His throat was a little dry, and he pursed his lower lip before mustering up the courage to say, "I too..." He just said After saying these two words, he slowly closed his mouth again.

Shen Wenfei turned around suddenly, his eyes were like the darkest night, and he fixedly looked at him, "What about you?"

It was almost a questioning tone.

Song Ran panicked and said falteringly, "Yeah, I won't get married either."

Shen Wenfei nodded, and said in a dry tone, "It's a pity that Qin Gu won't be able to eat our wedding candies."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Song Ran's shocked expression, he turned back to wash the dishes.

Song Ran's head was buzzing, and he couldn't believe what Shen Wenfei said. He just felt like he was thrown into the sky, fluttering and falling to the ground. He opened his mouth dryly, but couldn't utter a single syllable. , still sitting at the dining table in a daze, until Shen Wenfei finished washing the dishes and still couldn't regain his senses.

Shen Wenfei's expression was calm, as if he wasn't the one who said the shocking words just now, he walked over, touched Song Ran's forehead, and said in a low voice, "Your face is so red."

Song Ran's ears became hot, and he lowered his head, not daring to look at Shen Wenfei, stood up abruptly, and stammered, "I, I'm going to take a bath."

He fled back to his room as usual.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the room was just right, but nothing could drive away the heat inside him.

What Shen Wenfei said just now echoed in his mind, is Shen Wenfei asking him...to marry him?

After the shock, there were overwhelming surprises. In the small room, he was like an ant surrounded by huge honey who didn’t know how to eat. He walked around for several times before finally believing that he would not be wrong about Shen Wenfei. mean.

Song Ran was dizzy all night without knowing why, but Shen Wenfei seemed to just mention it casually, and didn't talk about related topics any more. Song Ran spent the night in anxiety, but fortunately, he didn't suffer from insomnia this time.

The next day he set off to the fast food restaurant as usual, and Shen Wenfei offered to go with him for the first time.

Song Ran looked at Shen Wenfei who was dressed in a refreshing outfit, loose black short sleeves, and white overalls. He hadn't seen Shen Wenfei dressed like this for many years, as if Shen Wenfei in college walked in front of him and stared at him for a moment.

Seeing that Shen Wenfei was still waiting for his answer, he put away the rest of his thoughts and said hesitantly, "Fast food restaurants are very hot and greasy, you may not be used to it."

Shen Wenfei looked indifferent, "No."

Song Ran still wanted to persuade him, but Shen Wenfei had already gently pushed his shoulder to go out and closed the door, so he couldn't say anything more.

This is a very strange feeling. Song Ran never dreamed that he could work in the same place as Shen Wenfei. He told the employees that Shen Wenfei was a friend who came to help. When the employees saw Shen Wenfei, they praised him for being handsome. Song Ran listened. Happier than being praised.

At first he could pay attention to Shen Wenfei, but when he got busy, he could only let Shen Wenfei find a place to rest by himself.

Unexpectedly, without saying a word, Shen Wenfei helped him carry the ingredients together, and then followed him into the back kitchen.

Both of them were sweating a little. Shen Wenfei looked at Song Ran who was busy in the cooker-like back kitchen, and went to the sink to wash the dishes without asking Song Ran if he needed help.

Song Ran was confused by his series of actions, but he was still a little happy to be able to work with Shen Wenfei.

Shen Wenfei didn't talk much, but he did help with a lot of chores. A few aunts praised him, and there were some who wanted to introduce someone to him. Song Ran listened to them, and Shen Wenfei occasionally responded. Always polite but distant.

There is not much free time to chat in the store. After a busy day, Song Ran usually suffers from backaches, but after getting used to these tasks, it is not so strenuous.

Instead, as soon as he turned around, he saw Shen Wenfei standing in front of the air conditioner and resting with his eyes closed.

From time to time in the store, some students secretly looked at the friend of Boss Xiao Song, leaning their heads together and whispering.

It was already past the peak meal time, Song Ran poured out the rest of the soup base, panting slightly, and planned to end the day's business.

Just after pouring the soup, when he came out of the back kitchen, he heard that Auntie Dafan was going to introduce her niece to Shen Wenfei.

Auntie had a loud voice, Song Ran could hear clearly, but she didn't hear anything from Shen Wenfei.

He was a little curious, but he was too embarrassed to ask, so he continued to do the finishing work dully.

Shen Wenfei didn't know when he came over, took a rag and soaked it in water to wipe the table, and his clear voice floated into Song Ran's ears, "I told them that I'm married."

Song Ran paused for a while, and stared at Shen Wenfei with wide eyes as if hearing the Arabian Nights.

Shen Wenfei glanced at him sideways, raised his hand to wipe off the sweat on the tip of Song Ran's nose, his movements were intimate but natural, as if he had practiced it thousands of times in his heart.

Regardless of Song Ran's stunned expression, he turned and went outside to wipe the table.

Song Ran was busy cleaning the pot, and his aunt came to take over his work, so he had to go outside to rest.

After a while, all the aunts bid farewell to Song Ran and went home, only Song Ran and Shen Wenfei were left in the fast food restaurant.

Shen Wenfei washed his hands and came out. Song Ran stood under the light and waited for him. He raised his round eyes, which were full of uncertainty and nervousness. He mustered up the courage to look at Shen Wenfei, and said slowly, "I will take it seriously... ..." Whether it's that he can't eat candy, or he's already married, he will take it seriously.

Shen Wenfei never liked to talk too much, but every time he said something, not a single word was a lie, and it was only after his deliberation and deliberation that it reached Song Ran's ears.

In fact, he shouldn't act too hastily, but he wished he could go faster, faster, and really confirm the relationship with Song Ran.

He didn't dare to do it before, but now he has to.

Shen Wenfei stepped forward to hold Song Ran's hand hanging by his side, he still didn't speak, but just squeezed Song Ran's five fingers into the palm of his hand little by little.

He doesn't know how to express his love, and he once conspired to lock Song Ran in his own world, but he has practiced the wrong method for seven years, and maybe he has to use another way to make Song Ran stay by his side forever .

After all, Song Ran still likes him now.

As long as you like it, that's enough.

The author has something to say: Saw-mouthed gourd Xiao Shen: My wife is not married, and neither am I, so we just make a couple, hehehe.